Pieces that he still holds

Love is like a wave,
You stand there in the cold salty ocean,
Waiting.
And then it comes,
And sweeps you out,
Under,
To the dark depths of this huge unknown place.
And with it comes sand,
Parts of you.
Sometimes you end up back on the beach,
But the ocean will always keep the sand it took,
He will always have those parts of you.